The crimson starlight and the white flame intertwined, blooming with an incomparably hot light, like an incomparably brilliant galaxy falling from the sky, slashing head-on at the black-faced boy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing this, a touch of solemnity appeared in the black-faced boy's eyes for the first time, because he felt an incomparably strong crisis from Luo Chuan's sword!

"How dare Fireflies compete with Haoyue!"

The black-faced boy let out a long roar, bathed himself in dark red starlight, and once again raised his fingers as a sword, and a thick black gas immediately spread from his fingertips, like a net of heaven and earth, shrouding towards Luochuan.

However, in the next moment, the seemingly weak white fireworks easily scorched the black fog net, and the crimson blade stabbed the black-faced boy's finger again.

"Bell!"

The black-faced boy's feet sank half an inch into the ground in response, but his arms were still straight, and the edge of the sword was not much better than the Maple Fire Sword!

Immediately afterwards, the corners of the black-faced boy's mouth lifted a sarcastic smile, and the two fingers quietly separated a gap, allowing the momentum of the maple fire sword to pierce through the fingers, and then suddenly closed the two fingers, twisting it suddenly.

The balance of Luo Chuan's body was instantly broken, and an extremely strong force passed into his wrist along the Maple Fire Sword, almost breaking his wrist!

"Slash again!"

Luo Chuan's eyes were slightly red, he snorted, his hand did not abandon the sword, and his waist was twisted, and his whole body turned ninety degrees.

Then, a terrifying power burst out from Luochuan's sea of stars and entered the Maple Fire Sword, instantly making the edge on the Maple Fire Sword more than twice as strong, and once again with an indomitable momentum, it slashed down towards the black-faced boy!

Seeing this, the smile on the black-faced boy's face suddenly subsided, he screamed, raised his left hand and slapped the blade of the Maple Fire Sword, but after all, he was still a step too late.

The scorching waves on the maple fire sword rushed to the face, and slashed down with lightning speed, breaking free from the shackles of the black-faced boy's finger sword, and directly splitting his right palm vertically into two halves!

I never thought that the black-faced boy was also a ruthless character, and in the severe pain, he actually changed his left hand to grasp, grabbed the Fenghuo Sword, and dragged it in his direction!

Caught off guard, Luo Chuan was pulled by the power of the black-faced boy to the other party's side, and then a strange scene happened.

I saw that the palm that was split by Luo Chuan's sword was actually broken between the wrists, and the five fingers were like five sharp swords, drawing an afterimage in the air, and then all of them pierced Luo Chuan's chest!

In the moment of life and death, the black-faced boy actually chose to lose both sides and fight for his life!

Luo Chuan was severely injured by the five finger swords, and his body was also stunned, blood gushing like a pillar, but he didn't look down to check his injuries at all, so he raised the maple fire sword again and slashed at the black-faced boy.

The third crimson starlight burst out from Luochuan's sea of stars, which was even more terrifying than the previous two, and the incomparably deep red reflected on the black-faced boy's body, which was especially vivid.

"Give me death!"

The battle has reached this point, the two sides have been completely immortal, and the black-faced boy was terrified in his heart, not understanding how Luo Chuan's cultivation had skyrocketed in just a few breaths, and he didn't have time to think, because the Star Slashing Sword had arrived again.

"Bah...... Yikes......"

The black-faced boy's eyes showed a touch of ruthlessness, and he let out an extremely sharp and strange scream, just like the drama that Luo Chuan had heard in his previous life, and it was like a demon crying, especially in this hazy night, adding a bit of weirdness.

At the same time, a terrifying blood hole suddenly appeared in the palm of the black-faced boy's left hand, and a palm-sized black flag quietly emerged from the blood hole, standing proudly in front of the black-faced boy's eyes, and the volley rotated rapidly.

The black-faced boy's face darkened suddenly, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out on the black flag.

It was like a scoop of water poured on a hot stone, and in an instant, a large cloud of green smoke spread out from the black flag, condensing into vague faces in mid-air, old and young, men and women, opened their mouths and bit towards Luochuan's Fenghuo Sword!

Seeing this, Luo Chuan's heart sank suddenly.

Magic weapon!

There is such a strange magic weapon in the other party's body!

Although looking at the tens of millions of ethereal faces, Luo Chuan's scalp was also numb, but it was too late to retreat at this time, he could only grit his teeth and continue to fight his sword down!

However, this time, before Luo Chuan could get close to the black-faced boy within three feet, he was entangled by a huge force, the black smoke seemed to be ethereal, but in fact it was like substance, especially the crisp sound of biting the Feng Fire Sword, it was like ten thousand insects devouring the heart, making people's hearts tighten.

Not only that, but in addition to most of the faces that gradually surrounded the Maple Fire Sword, some of them also cruised around Luo Chuan's body, and they also opened their mouths and bit it!

After a while, Luo Chuan's shoulders, arms, chest, abdomen, legs, and even his face were like cyan rice paper pasted on, constantly covering his face and eating his skin!

Fortunately, Luo Chuan has been practicing the White Flame Body Burning Technique for two months, and his skin is already extremely tough, and he has a white flame to protect his body, constantly burning the faces of the people who rush up.

So a desperate and hideous scream resounded in Luo Chuan's ears, like Shura hell.

But even so, Luo Chuan's body gradually became paralyzed, making his movements become more and more sluggish, and even the pain was gradually disappearing.

It is conceivable that if there is no White Flame Burning Technique, the ghost mist generated by the black flag alone is enough to gnaw Luo Chuan into a pile of white bones!

Looking at the Maple Fire Sword again, the maple leaf imprint on it is becoming lighter and fainter, and the originally extremely sharp spark light is about to be extinguished, and it will turn into a ball of scrap metal!

The black-faced boy had a sinister smile on his face, and the blood on the corner of his mouth was incomparably ghostly.

"It's your honor to die under the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, rest assured, even if your body dies later, your soul will still remain in the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner and become a sacrificial spirit, and you will never be able to live beyond life, hahahaha......"

The black-faced boy's laughter was extremely vicious, which made Luo Chuan feel cold, but at this time, let alone killing the black-faced boy, even the increasingly dense ghost fog around him couldn't break through.

It's really hard to retreat.

"Damn! This is a high-grade spirit treasure! And it is an extremely rare horcrux, how can it appear in the hands of a small medicine boy!"

Luo Chuan knew that he was still careless, he seriously underestimated the strength of the black-faced boy, and also underestimated the other party's mysterious and impermanent methods.

What's more, he underestimated the determination of the black-faced boy.

The other party really dared to kill someone in Ling Sword Sect!

And it's to kill a famous outer disciple like Luo Chuan!

"No, you can't deal with these ghostly demons with the White Flame Burning Technique alone, you have to think of another way!"

Luo Chuan's heart was very anxious, and he immediately thought of the mysterious flames standing above his sea of stars, in his opinion, this was already his last hole card, whether it was useful or not, he had to give it a try.

But before he could settle his mind on the flame, an accident suddenly happened.

As more and more ghost faces attached to Luo Chuan's body, although his physical body could still bear it, his clothes had been bitten to pieces, so something fell from Luo Chuan's robe and fell to the ground, making a soft sound.

It was a quaint wine gourd.

The gourd fell to the ground, spun lightly, and then aimed the gourd's mouth at the black-faced boy.

At the same time, a drop of blood trickled down from the hideous and terrifying finger hole in Luo Chuan's chest and gently fell on the surface of the gourd.

"Click. ”

The sound was very soft, like rain smashing on the bluestone floor, so neither the black-faced boy nor Luo Chuan noticed it, but immediately after, the gourd mouth automatically detached, and then sucked at the black-faced boy like a whale swallowing it!

The next moment, the black-faced boy's complexion changed drastically, because he found that his star sea seemed to have been torn apart, and it seemed that a whirlpool had been born for no reason, and it was rapidly extracting the star power inside!

Before he could understand what was going on, thousands of dark red starlight burst out of his lower abdomen, scrambled to be sucked into it by the wine gourd, and its speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, the black-faced boy's realm fell a level.

From the Eightfold Descending Star to the Sevenfold Descending Star!

The fall of the realm made the black-faced boy's control over the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner a lot weaker, so the pressure on Luo Chuan's side suddenly decreased!

But that's just the beginning.

When the black-faced boy saw the wine gourd, his eyes showed inexplicable fear, and then he let out a scream, spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, condensed the blood into a sword, and slashed towards the wine gourd.

It's a pity that the blood sword just came to the wine gourd, and it didn't even have the slightest resistance, so it was sucked straight into the abdomen by it and disappeared again.

In just this moment, the black-faced boy's cultivation had fallen to the fifth level of the descending star!

As a result, the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner floating in front of him was no longer controllable, and it was completely planted on the ground, and the green mist grimaces surrounding Luo Chuan also dispersed, as if they had never appeared.

Of course, Luo Chuan also noticed the abnormal changes in the field, and his eyes were also full of horror.

Isn't that wine gourd the same mountain and sea pot that he couldn't find the essentials of use after he brought it from the Divine Soldier Hall, so he had no choice but to idle it!

But at this moment, a fool can also see that this Shanhai kettle is by no means a useless waste product.

It can't even count as a weapon.

It's a super magic weapon!

Luo Chuan's gaze fell on the mountain and sea pot, as if he felt a sense of intimacy connected by blood, so he beckoned gently.

The mountain and sea kettle returned to Luo Chuan's hands.

The terrifying suction power was suddenly doubled again!

In an instant, the black-faced boy had only the cultivation of the double level of descending stars......

At this time, it was too late for him to escape, with his current strength, if Luo Chuan wanted to kill him, he wouldn't even need to unsheath the Feng Huo Sword.

But Luo Chuan didn't take out his sword, but just raised the mountain and sea pot in his hand and aimed it at the black-faced boy, his eyes flashing with extremely excited joy.

He wanted to see how powerful this mountain and sea pot was!

The next moment, the black-faced boy showed great fear and despair, and fell directly to the ground, his sea of stars was completely wiped out, and all the stars in it were extinguished, and not even a trace of light could be emitted, just like an endless Dead Sea.

Immediately after, his body began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in less than ten breaths, he was sucked into a dry corpse by the Shanhai Kettle!

At the last moment before he died, the black-faced boy still had his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe that he had been defeated like this.

Defeated in the hands of a small wine gourd.

He is unwilling, and he is even more dead!